Quickly, in the smoky club,
Dancing till you're belly up.
3 AM, it's shutting down,
No more dancing, no more fun.
Quickly, as the fingers clap,
Jazz and Gin - the perfect trap.
Neon hum and glasses ring,
Someone shouts, “Just one last thing!”
Quickly, as the night turns pale,
Dreams dissolve like cheap champagne.
Out the door into the rain —
Nothing lost, yet nothing gained.
Next day, in the smoky club,
Dancing till you're belly up.
3 AM, it's shutting down,
No more dancing, no more fun.
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Quickly - No More Fun
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